If I am but a simple man, I got no command of your written words
I can only try and tell you the things I've seen and heard
Listen to the picture forever etched on my mind
The day that hell broke loose just north of May, right on along the Kenosau Line
The day that hell broke loose just north of May, right on
Oh, the sun rose high above us that morning on a clear and cloudy day
A peck of wood tapped on the tree, suddenly shot away
While the heat blistered down through the leaves on the trees, there seemed hot enough to catch fire
The heavens seemed to be made of brass as the sun rose higher and higher
Everything got real still and quiet, my old man asked me, Walter Hood
Said, I believe them boys down there are up to something, you know it ain't no dang good
While the storm broke and swept down on us and rumbled through the hills
Walter sat and dropped his rifle, he said something to me about the whippoorwill
Sammy, can't you hear them singing, singing for you and me
All the Murray grays carry me back to Tennessee
God bless the 1st and the 27th, Brown Rock City guards
Nobody ever told me, oh that dying could be so hard
Sammy, I think I've been hurting real bad, ain't this a hell of a day
Best go and leave me be now, I think I need some time to pray
Oh you know how bad I've been wanting to go home, I couldn't see rightly how
Oh Colonel Field ain't gonna have a choice this time, I think I'm gonna get my furlong now
Oh don't you tell me that you can't hear them singing for you and me
Oh and all the Murray grays, oh carry me back to Tennessee, Tennessee
I told you all I'm a simple man, I got no command of the written word
I can only try and tell you the things I've seen and heard
Listen to the picture forever etched on my mind
The day that hell broke loose just north of May, read on along the Kennesaw line
The day that hell broke loose just north of May, read on along the Kennesaw line
Well I wish I was in the land of cotton, old times there are not forgotten
Look away, Dixieland
The day that hell broke loose just north of May, read on along the Kennesaw line
The day that hell broke loose just north of May, read on along the Kennesaw line
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